The other day Dylan and I were walking down Ninth Avenue in Hell's Kitchen, talking with a friend who writes for the New York Times. We were discussing various Manhattan neighborhoods, and the West Village, where our writer friend lives, came into the spotlight.
"You've got a lot of celebrities in your neighborhood," I said.
He shrugged in agreement. "I live on Charles Street. Sarah Jessica Parker lives down the street."
"Oh really?" I asked. "Did you live there when they were still shooting the show?"
"Ha!" he said as we came to a stop at an intersection. "It was insane. The crew was rude, and they were always there, at all hours of the night."
"So you've had your share of Sarah Jessica sightings, huh?"
"The woman," he said, "is my neighborhood nemesis."
Interesting, I thought. One man's treasure is another's junk, indeed.
"Now those infernal TV-themed tour buses come rumbling by three times a day and stop in front of 66 Perry Street and everybody clamors out to take pictures on the stoop. I feel so bad for the people who live there. And, I mean, I've run into her in stores a few times. She has one of those voices that just carry, and she talks so loud as if everybody wants to know what she's saying, as if everybody cares." He laughed. "I guess they do, maybe. Look at me, here I am, talking about it, and about her."
The light changed and we crossed the street.
The Times says that condo markets in Washington, D.C., Boston, and Las Vegas have collapsed. The condos are being rented as apartments instead due to the dismal showing of buyers.
The Times also reports that fifty-one percent of American women are living without a spouse, the highest number in American history. Forty-nine percent of women were living without a spouse in 2000, compared to only thirty-five percent in 1950. By 2050 could two-thirds of women be living without a spouse?
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Well, of course all the women are living without a spouse - all you handsome ones are gay!
Posted by: Scholiast | January 17, 2007 at 05:02 AM
I just sold my condo and lost about $6,000 on it. Of course, it's not in a fashionable market like D.C., Boston or Vegas—just the so-called Furniture Capital of the World, High Point, N.C.
Posted by: Zack | January 17, 2007 at 01:32 PM
the price of living in an impressive city like new york is that sometimes people who don't live here are impressed by it.
sarah jessica parker and matthew broderick left the west village and moved to brooklyn, at least according to new york magazine.
Posted by: Jack | January 18, 2007 at 11:26 AM